Step two: Bathing in the Flaming Depths of Self-Discovery
As the sun dips below the horizon, you stand at the precipice of the abyss, surrounded by the flickering flames of the ancients. The air is thick with the scent of burning sage and the whispers of the wind.
With a deep breath, you step into the pool of molten lava, its surface reflecting the fiery hues of the setting sun. The flames dance across your skin, imbuing you with the essence of the land.
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